Monday, March 13, 2006
Reading Blogs
In the short time since Shoo got me started on Blogs, I have really gotten into reading them. I like the short tidbits that people post about their lives. It is a great diversion when I need a few minutes between one task and the next. I also like the random "Next Blog" feature to see what else is out there (although there is a lot of advertising and other junk to filter through).
Also, reading other Blogs reminds me of things on my own that I want to write about. For example, Tim wrote about seeing snow in Mountain View today. Similarly, we have snow on the local mountain (Saddleback) here in Orange County and some of the nearby hills. However, I have only seen show really get down to the hills and make a pretty backdrop to South Orange County. That was around 1990. It hasn't been like that since -- only close (like now). I remember a story that my mom told me about snow in Hollywood when she was a little girl. Although it has been really, really cold here before, it has not snowed in my lifetime to my knowledge.
Also, Bob wrote about some memories from childhood. I don't know why, but it reminded me of a story from 3rd grade. I was new to Costa Mesa at the time and still meeting friends (Shoo being one of them that I met then and have known ever since -- Lee was more like 4th grade; but I digress). I lived at one end of the housing tract, my elementary school was in the middle, and one of my friends lived at the far end from my house. One day after school, he convinced me to walk home with him. It was probably a 1/2 hour walk. I called home from there. Boy were my parents surprised!
As a parent today, there is no way that my 8 year old would be out walking the neighborhood without a parent around. Similarly, if I found out that they went somewhere on their own I would go get them immediately. However, (not to get into a "good old days" discussion) my parents told me to walk home. Alone. That was probably the 2nd longest walk of my pre-Boy Scout days. What made it worse was knowing that I was in trouble when I got home. I don't remember the punishment, but I do remember that walk!
Thanks, Tim and Bob, for today's triggers for my own memories.
Also, reading other Blogs reminds me of things on my own that I want to write about. For example, Tim wrote about seeing snow in Mountain View today. Similarly, we have snow on the local mountain (Saddleback) here in Orange County and some of the nearby hills. However, I have only seen show really get down to the hills and make a pretty backdrop to South Orange County. That was around 1990. It hasn't been like that since -- only close (like now). I remember a story that my mom told me about snow in Hollywood when she was a little girl. Although it has been really, really cold here before, it has not snowed in my lifetime to my knowledge.
Also, Bob wrote about some memories from childhood. I don't know why, but it reminded me of a story from 3rd grade. I was new to Costa Mesa at the time and still meeting friends (Shoo being one of them that I met then and have known ever since -- Lee was more like 4th grade; but I digress). I lived at one end of the housing tract, my elementary school was in the middle, and one of my friends lived at the far end from my house. One day after school, he convinced me to walk home with him. It was probably a 1/2 hour walk. I called home from there. Boy were my parents surprised!
As a parent today, there is no way that my 8 year old would be out walking the neighborhood without a parent around. Similarly, if I found out that they went somewhere on their own I would go get them immediately. However, (not to get into a "good old days" discussion) my parents told me to walk home. Alone. That was probably the 2nd longest walk of my pre-Boy Scout days. What made it worse was knowing that I was in trouble when I got home. I don't remember the punishment, but I do remember that walk!
Thanks, Tim and Bob, for today's triggers for my own memories.
# posted by - Rob @ 2:41 PM 
